Dying Powerful

Chapter 3- Iris

Hello loves! ;P I'm Julie and im writing Iris's chapters! Yeahh!! Sorry it took me long to write this chapter, had a lot to do this week, and my mum had the computer for most of the week, so heres her chapter, i hope you enjoy! thanks for reading! luv all of you! ♥ ~Jules

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Iris Pov:

31

The bold 31.

The one that tells you that you have 31 days left to live.

The one my parents had on their hands.

The one my brother had on his.

The one that left me without my family.

I’m Iris Williamson, the girl that has to run to keep herself alive, the girl who is without a family, and without a home. I have nowhere to go and of course since I just got the virus, people think since I’m young that I’m one of those special people who have the powers that can come with the side effects.  

I have only been out of my house for a week and I have already got the virus, well I just got it today, but people have already started tracking me down to kill me because they think I have the powers.

As I run through the forest away from the people that are hunting me down I think about all what has happened in my life. About how happy I was when my family was alive. As I run, I run into a tree branch and it scratches my forehead, but I can’t stop in pain, I have to keep running, I can’t give up, I must fight to stay alive, even though I’m only going to be living for 31 more days.  

I run around a tree and start to go in the other direction but it doesn’t help, they just keep following me. I can’t get them off my trail. I look around at my options while I run through the forest. I could climb a tree, but so could they, I could find a stream and swim down it, but I’m not the strongest swimmer. I can’t think of any more options, that is when I heard a noise. A gun shot to be exact, that is when my life flashed before my eyes…

I walk up to the door of my mum’s hospital room. Before entering I take a deep breath. I’m only 8, I don’t know anything about cancer, all I know is that it can be deadly, and I should be glad that my mum is still alive. I turn the door knob and open the door. I see my mum’s lifeless body on the bed, I walk over to her and sit down on the edge on the bed and stare into her eyes that I haven’t seen since early the last month. She smiles at me and tries to speech, but no words came out. I wanted to say something to, but I couldn’t think of anything. I was too shocked of how she looked.

A couple years later

I walk down the hospital hallway that has become too familiar to me. I have been here way to much the past month, but my mother has become sick with her cancer again, and I hate coming here, I am now 10 and I hate it in hospitals, the smell of dying people, and all the medicines, it gives me the shivers. I go to find my mother’s room with my little brother Jasper, as I turn the corner to go down a hall; I noticed that I didn’t recognise the hall. I look for my mother’s room number and I open the door. As I suspected it was the wrong room, but it was a research room. I tell my little brother to wait outside while I look around inside. He’s only 5 so he listens and stays where I left him. I walk into the room and over to a counter where I find all these test tubs and stuff like that are. I look over at a piece of paper that was lying on the counter next to the test tubes. The paper said ‘Cancer Cure’. I stand back in shock as I read what is on the paper. It was the cure for cancer, or what they thought was the cure.

6 years later

I look at my parents lifeless bodies on their bed, then over to my brother who is in the corner crying. I’m now 16 and my brother is now 11. He has to lose both of his parents at that age of 11; all I had to go through was my mum’s cancer stages. I go over to Jasper and hold him tight, ever since I found that room with the Cancer cure in it I knew something like this would happen. Of course after they found the cure for all cancers, they made everyone get it, but did they ever think of the side effects, no that’s why, Jasper and I are watching my parents slowly die as their last days go by.

2 months later

I hug my brother as one of my tears roll down my cheek and land on his face. He little eyes are closed, the one on his hand changes for a zero and I start to ball my eyes out. I open my eyes to talk to him the last time before he dies and leaves me forever. “Don’t ever forget me, Jasper.” I cry as I watch him chest rise up and down a couple more times. He struggles to open his eyes, but manages and he actually speaks, “I’ll never forget you, if you never forget me.” He smiles as I kiss him on the forehead. He closes his eyes again and his chest stops rising and falling. I kiss him again and hug him tightly as I leave him lying on the bed and ran out of the house.

I duck as quickly as I could into a hole in the tree so I would miss the bullet that was just shot at me, but as I ducked I fell into a hole and fell down. As I fell I thought to myself, this is the end, goodbye, I’m going to die when I get to the end of the hole.

I was wrong. As I got to the bottom of the hole, I noticed I was not alone. There had to be one hundred eyes on my at once, as I stood up. I looked over and this little girl quickly moves away from me and runs behind who I assume is her mother. Do they think I’m the bad guy? Do they think I have to stupid special powers that the stupid virus gives some people? Well I don’t, but they sure look like they think I do.

“And who might be?” Some old lady asks as I dust myself off. I notice I had a scratch on my face from running in the forest, great; I probably look like a mess, oh well so do they.

“I am Iris Williamson.” I say with a proud voice and a smile.

They continue to stare at me like I’m some animal. I just stand there hopeless and feeling like I don’t belong anywhere.